Tag Archive: short-story

The disease..

DISEASE….   Two strangers sat together. Discussing things that didn’t matter.   The woman looked at the man. Told him. I was once a beauty once.Men begged for my attention.  He whispered to… Continue reading

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Please Peggy, don’t cry.. And one of the great songs.

Sweet Peggy, please don’t cry… I found you again in 1992. My war had ended for awhile and you were fighting a lifetime war. You had gin, vodka and whiskey on your kitchen… Continue reading

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Can you catch a falling leaf?

Can you catch a falling leaf? The days of October are here and I did the greatest sin. I returned to a place of magic trying to find the scent of yesterday. Time… Continue reading

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She was dancing alone..

She was dancing alone… She was dancing alone. Moving her bare feet slow and easy to the Jazz songs. She looked into my eyes and she waved me to come to her. I… Continue reading

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Blushing beauty stole my heart..

Blushing beauty stole my heart… The drunk poet, he loved the noisy Austin taverns. He liked the people who had fallen and they liked silence over worthless words. The sameness of faces made… Continue reading

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Silence and listen..

Silence and listen.. Old man sitting alone and he is talking to the wind.  Sending apologies to old memories.Once a proud man filled with self-praise and goals. Today the goals mean nothing.Pride just… Continue reading

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Fable love..

Fable love… I behold today the first warm day of Spring. I’m finding hope and energy in the new-born flowers and the new greenery of the forest. I have been swimming in the… Continue reading

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Lest we shall forget and a amazing song.

Lest we forgot.. My old bones are sore, my eyes are weaker and the whiskey taste harder tonight. I ain’t searching for Jesus, I ain’t searching for the Devil. I have found both and… Continue reading

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The daylight fading. And a amazing song.

The daylight fading…. Once the most kindest woman in Texas weaved me a safe place to be. Dearest Jayne use to hold me tightly and she sang songs of love to me late… Continue reading

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The most beautiful woman in my world.

The most beautiful woman in my world…. Everyday the most beautiful woman I knew, she sat with me at the Army mess hall and she looked at my face hard and she asked.… Continue reading

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